I don't understand why I go to college with such stupid people. Before class today, there was a sign on the class room door that said 'Go To Library'. As usual, I was the first person to arrive in the hall, and I sat down, and started going over dance vocabulary. Three minutes later, these two guys (who apparently are in my class, although I didn't recall seeing them before) came over and wondered of the notice was for them to get to the library.
Ms. K. has only been telling us for the past 4 or so classes about how her 9am class was going to be held at the libary today. But whatever. I told the two boys that no, the sign was for the class ahead of ours, and that we were going to be in our normal classroom.
I then went back to my vocab, and they went to talking about class, and one of the guys was like "yea, today's when we finish that horse farm flyer, right?" The other guy informed him "dude, no, we were supposed to submit it today. We're gonna do a new flyer in class."
I wanted to do a facepalm. a) I had that first assignment in a week ago, and b) I started that second one two classes ago. I stopped when it became apparent that I'd have nothing to do in class today. Instead, I did the weekend's homework, because almost everyone else was working on the first flyer.
This is an easy class. And the teacher makes it even easier - she's always pushing back our deadlines, and because of the snow, she's been extra easy on absences and late assignments.
And people are failing this class!!
I don't understand it at all. Maybe it'll get harder later on, but this is easily the sasiest class I've taken here so far. Sure there's a little bit of technical reading. And yeah, you have to be able to follow directions to the letter. But other than that. It's not that hard.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Why do I keep having no-good-very-bad days?
I don't understand it.
I thought this was when life started getting better. It's February, which is supposed to be the turning point. I'm supposed to be saying "look, only one more month until Spring officially starts, I can make it!" and put a huge smile on, and have fun at school, and be all happy since my boyfriend's coming at the end of the month, and I have that to which I can look forward.... right?!!
But no. Ever since I've come home, I've had nothing but complaints for school and what's going on around me. Even I'm starting to get tired of my complaints. I don't want to have headaches, or for my leg to hurt, simply because when people ask "how are you feeling?" (which seems to happen a lot with me for some reason) I don't want to have to say anything other than "good".
I don't like not liking school. I'm suck here, that's a fact, so you'd THINK that I would learn to enjoy it, right? You would, in fact, be thinking wrong. I don't like being surrounded by people my age all day long. I try to make up for that by spending most of my time in the quiet room, but there are still plenty of people in here, they just don't talk. I also just plain don't like the school environment. A bunch of people my age, half of whom smoke, 90% of whom use awful language (and by this, I mean anything from bad grammar to four letter words) and most of whom probably don't even know who Cary Grant IS?!!! Plus the teachers, snobby facility workers, and the occasional homeschooled middle schooler... actually. My best moment that I had today was when I was talking to a 7th grade boy about homeschooling.
I can't wait until I'm out of here. The fact that I know I can graduate in a year is seriously the ONLY think keeping me going right now. If I didn't know that for a fact, I really can't tell you what I would be doing right now, but I'm determined to get this degree, only because then I can leave.
I'd much rather have a headache over something real, like a child's over-medicated ADHD disorder, or how I'm going to manage to fix my heating and buy groceries in the same week. Not over whether or not my dance teacher likes the approach I'm taking with my essays every week, or looking through a textbook in IT to attempt to figure out why I need to know the reason a computer monitor is both an input and output source. Both of those are good to know, but they're really not worth having all-day headaches over.
I thought this was when life started getting better. It's February, which is supposed to be the turning point. I'm supposed to be saying "look, only one more month until Spring officially starts, I can make it!" and put a huge smile on, and have fun at school, and be all happy since my boyfriend's coming at the end of the month, and I have that to which I can look forward.... right?!!
But no. Ever since I've come home, I've had nothing but complaints for school and what's going on around me. Even I'm starting to get tired of my complaints. I don't want to have headaches, or for my leg to hurt, simply because when people ask "how are you feeling?" (which seems to happen a lot with me for some reason) I don't want to have to say anything other than "good".
I don't like not liking school. I'm suck here, that's a fact, so you'd THINK that I would learn to enjoy it, right? You would, in fact, be thinking wrong. I don't like being surrounded by people my age all day long. I try to make up for that by spending most of my time in the quiet room, but there are still plenty of people in here, they just don't talk. I also just plain don't like the school environment. A bunch of people my age, half of whom smoke, 90% of whom use awful language (and by this, I mean anything from bad grammar to four letter words) and most of whom probably don't even know who Cary Grant IS?!!! Plus the teachers, snobby facility workers, and the occasional homeschooled middle schooler... actually. My best moment that I had today was when I was talking to a 7th grade boy about homeschooling.
I can't wait until I'm out of here. The fact that I know I can graduate in a year is seriously the ONLY think keeping me going right now. If I didn't know that for a fact, I really can't tell you what I would be doing right now, but I'm determined to get this degree, only because then I can leave.
I'd much rather have a headache over something real, like a child's over-medicated ADHD disorder, or how I'm going to manage to fix my heating and buy groceries in the same week. Not over whether or not my dance teacher likes the approach I'm taking with my essays every week, or looking through a textbook in IT to attempt to figure out why I need to know the reason a computer monitor is both an input and output source. Both of those are good to know, but they're really not worth having all-day headaches over.
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